Sisters Of The Sea Poem by Petra Creffield

The sky looked on, as bruised as my spirit
The sea was boiling with my own fury
The starlings danced in perfection once known
I feel the loss
I feel the loss
Of your mind and mine
Lost in waves of wine
Both drowning with hands raised to forgotten heavens
We twist in the deeps, I yearn to let go
Of your dead weight
Know that I won’t
Can’t
Entwined from the womb
Swimming in the same blood
I look out for our shore
Sure that there is more
Love
Peace
And waters calm

© Petra Creffield 2008